Disclaimer: I don't own Saiyuki! I just wish I did!
Thanks to Quantum and SeaGull for having reviewed my previous chapters! I appreciated all comments, and they helped me on with the next chapter. Please read on and feel free to criticise :)
Gojyo : Ok! Then I think...
Konzen: NOT YOU!!!!!!
By the way, sorry for using {.} when I need to show that someone is thinking to himself, but I still can't upload italics... It spoils the effect though...
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'I'm HUNGRY!!"
"Shut up baku saru!"
"Shut up yourself you red haired kappa!"
"Dumb ape with a stomach instead of a brain!"
"Perverted cockroach!!!"
"URUSAI!!!!"
Dammit! Shinji woke up sweating. He always woke up when the blonde guy started shooting. A blonde guy who looked disconcertingly like an older version of Koryou in a monk's robes. He would be sitting in the front seat of a jeep near the driver, who looked like Takeshi with a monocle and shorter hair. Shoryo had a sort of gold hair band and was always wanting to eat. Shinji grinned wearily. Some things never change, even in dreams.
He got out of bed slowly and switched on the lights. It was still 4:00am. These dreams had started a few months ago, ever since he'd met Koryou in fact... The brat was more trouble than he was worth. He'd hang around with them some times in the canteen but never had much to say.
{"He's all the time watching us...as if he wanted to find out something...but what?"}
At least both Takeshi and Shoryo felt that there was something strange in the kid. Takeshi hadn't wanted to admit at first, always the diplomatist, but then he also admitted that Koryou seemed sort of familiar. Shinji opened the fridge. Naah...too early for beer. He opened a packet of juice and drank deeply. It was definitely worrying him. He'd never lost any sleep over a guy before.
* * *
"Your hair...It shines like the sun..."
Shoryo chewed thoughtfully. Takeshi was a good cook, and always left something for a midnight snack. Food helped Shoryo think .. And he'd had lots to think about lately.
Koryou was the main problem. He was strange, but Shoryo got the feeling that the group was complete when he was with them. He hadn't told Takeshi or Shinji, but before, it was as if there was something missing...
He sighed and licked his lips. Bacon sandwiches were good. Very good. He couldn't understand how Koryou had the guts to refuse one. His loss anyway.
Koryou wasn't the easiest person to get along with. He was rude, selfish and could be sharp, especially when Shoryo had just said something stupid. And yet.
He yawned. Back to bed for now. Thoughts like this could be kept for the physics lecture.
* * *
"Hakkai? Will you save her?"
Hakkai. Hakkai. Why did they all call him Hakkai? Takeshi was a perfectly good name.
"I'm not..."
"What is it Hakkai? Aren't you feeling well?"
"Kyuu?"
It was the too much work probably. A dragon with ruby coloured eyes that could turn into a jeep. What next? Takeshi laughed shakily to himself.
{"What a hypocrite...I'm trying to laugh it off, but I believe it..."}
"I wonder..." he murmured. He'd had these dreams for quite sometime now.
{Ever since I met Koryou...}
He'd dried to forget and ignore these dreams but it wasn't helping. He had to find out what was going on. And the sooner the better.
Takeshi adjusted his glasses. Tomorrow he and Koryou would have a long talk.
* * *
Koryou sipped the coffee slowly. Every time he went to sleep he'd have weird dreams... Shoryo in chains... Takeshi in Chinese clothes with a small dragon on his shoulder... Shinji fighting with a strange stick with a curved end...and himself in monk's attire, chanting nonsensical verses...
Even before he'd come to Tokyo, he'd often had dreams of himself in a novice's clothes sweeping the stairs of a monastery. At other times he'd be holding a gun and shooting at something which he couldn't see. He'd never told anyone about them, afraid that he'd been labelled as crazy.
Sometimes he had dreams about a woman with long black hair and a charka on her forhead... He had the feeling that she could have explained everything had she wanted to.
"Dammit, old hag! I want some answers. Now!"
She never got angry though even when he called her names. She'd just laugh and tell him that the mystery would soon be cleared... Her name...he seemed to remember it...
"Kanzeon Bosatsu..".
"That's right Konzen. Kanzeon Bosatsu is my name."
Koryou spun round knocking over the coffee mug. The spilt coffee trickled down to the floor unnoticed. His cheeks had lost any trace of colour and he stood there staring. He was dreaming. He had to be dreaming.
The woman he had dreamt about was standing right in front of him.
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Will continue Chapter 4 soon. have to finish an assignment for next week before :-(
Anyway, hope you liked it, and if you want to leave any comments or suggestions, please do so!!
Thanks to Quantum and SeaGull for having reviewed my previous chapters! I appreciated all comments, and they helped me on with the next chapter. Please read on and feel free to criticise :)
Gojyo : Ok! Then I think...
Konzen: NOT YOU!!!!!!
By the way, sorry for using {.} when I need to show that someone is thinking to himself, but I still can't upload italics... It spoils the effect though...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
'I'm HUNGRY!!"
"Shut up baku saru!"
"Shut up yourself you red haired kappa!"
"Dumb ape with a stomach instead of a brain!"
"Perverted cockroach!!!"
"URUSAI!!!!"
Dammit! Shinji woke up sweating. He always woke up when the blonde guy started shooting. A blonde guy who looked disconcertingly like an older version of Koryou in a monk's robes. He would be sitting in the front seat of a jeep near the driver, who looked like Takeshi with a monocle and shorter hair. Shoryo had a sort of gold hair band and was always wanting to eat. Shinji grinned wearily. Some things never change, even in dreams.
He got out of bed slowly and switched on the lights. It was still 4:00am. These dreams had started a few months ago, ever since he'd met Koryou in fact... The brat was more trouble than he was worth. He'd hang around with them some times in the canteen but never had much to say.
{"He's all the time watching us...as if he wanted to find out something...but what?"}
At least both Takeshi and Shoryo felt that there was something strange in the kid. Takeshi hadn't wanted to admit at first, always the diplomatist, but then he also admitted that Koryou seemed sort of familiar. Shinji opened the fridge. Naah...too early for beer. He opened a packet of juice and drank deeply. It was definitely worrying him. He'd never lost any sleep over a guy before.
* * *
"Your hair...It shines like the sun..."
Shoryo chewed thoughtfully. Takeshi was a good cook, and always left something for a midnight snack. Food helped Shoryo think .. And he'd had lots to think about lately.
Koryou was the main problem. He was strange, but Shoryo got the feeling that the group was complete when he was with them. He hadn't told Takeshi or Shinji, but before, it was as if there was something missing...
He sighed and licked his lips. Bacon sandwiches were good. Very good. He couldn't understand how Koryou had the guts to refuse one. His loss anyway.
Koryou wasn't the easiest person to get along with. He was rude, selfish and could be sharp, especially when Shoryo had just said something stupid. And yet.
He yawned. Back to bed for now. Thoughts like this could be kept for the physics lecture.
* * *
"Hakkai? Will you save her?"
Hakkai. Hakkai. Why did they all call him Hakkai? Takeshi was a perfectly good name.
"I'm not..."
"What is it Hakkai? Aren't you feeling well?"
"Kyuu?"
It was the too much work probably. A dragon with ruby coloured eyes that could turn into a jeep. What next? Takeshi laughed shakily to himself.
{"What a hypocrite...I'm trying to laugh it off, but I believe it..."}
"I wonder..." he murmured. He'd had these dreams for quite sometime now.
{Ever since I met Koryou...}
He'd dried to forget and ignore these dreams but it wasn't helping. He had to find out what was going on. And the sooner the better.
Takeshi adjusted his glasses. Tomorrow he and Koryou would have a long talk.
* * *
Koryou sipped the coffee slowly. Every time he went to sleep he'd have weird dreams... Shoryo in chains... Takeshi in Chinese clothes with a small dragon on his shoulder... Shinji fighting with a strange stick with a curved end...and himself in monk's attire, chanting nonsensical verses...
Even before he'd come to Tokyo, he'd often had dreams of himself in a novice's clothes sweeping the stairs of a monastery. At other times he'd be holding a gun and shooting at something which he couldn't see. He'd never told anyone about them, afraid that he'd been labelled as crazy.
Sometimes he had dreams about a woman with long black hair and a charka on her forhead... He had the feeling that she could have explained everything had she wanted to.
"Dammit, old hag! I want some answers. Now!"
She never got angry though even when he called her names. She'd just laugh and tell him that the mystery would soon be cleared... Her name...he seemed to remember it...
"Kanzeon Bosatsu..".
"That's right Konzen. Kanzeon Bosatsu is my name."
Koryou spun round knocking over the coffee mug. The spilt coffee trickled down to the floor unnoticed. His cheeks had lost any trace of colour and he stood there staring. He was dreaming. He had to be dreaming.
The woman he had dreamt about was standing right in front of him.
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Will continue Chapter 4 soon. have to finish an assignment for next week before :-(
Anyway, hope you liked it, and if you want to leave any comments or suggestions, please do so!!